Bewitch Me [Book 1 & 2, The Witch's Fate]

Chapter Forty Five- His Cinderella

I can't take it anymore. Why is Amy so mean to me all of a sudden? First, she blames me for our failure in the first round and now, this?

With an apologetic curtsy, I turned to leave the stage, alongside with the girls that had contested and participated.

I was about to walk away when a hand firmly held my hands, causing me to turn abruptly to the person's front.

My eyes widened to see Xander holding our hands gently, before raising them up in the air.

W-what?

I turned back just in time to see the hateful look in Amy's eyes, right before she stormed off.

"And our king has chosen his own Queen!". The commentator roared with excitement. "And now, let's see the votes".

"X-xander, n-no...". I turned to him nervously when everyone paid attention to the castings. "I-I can't...I'm not the best for this position".

He didn't answer me but gave me an amused smile, probably from my pleas.

"X-xander...hear me out and stop...stop giving me that smile!". I turned my face away from him as the intimidation on his face grew stronger.

"I found the only one that could run the position perfectly". His voice was very smooth and mischievous. "And there's nothing she can do about it".

I became stranded in my decisions and looked down shyly with a small stupid smile. Our heads then stirred to the direction of the noisy crowds. It seems like they were about to make a decision.

"It's obvious you chose the wrong girl". I snorted. "How can you tell me that they would actually pick me. I mean seriously, you can't tell me that out of-".

"Congratulations Wintman, you got the highest vote!". The stage guy announced, heading to my direction. "Not only did you bring up a new dance, but you decided to make a matching gown with the King. I'm very convinced that it's final!".

The crowd roared with applause and started making chantings of my name.

WHAT?

I mean like what-

"Congratulations, Wintman". The announcer gave me a soft smile and extended his hand for a handshake, which I timidly shook.

With a nervous laugh, I replied."I-It's Isabelle actually".

"Isabelle it is!". He declared and held both of our hands- that of mine and Xander's. "Do you want to have a stage name, Isabelle?".

"Not that I can think of". I laughed, making some of the audience laugh alongside. "But...just maybe...cinderella".

"Awww". Part of the crowd echoed, making me melt.

With an excited smile, both of us came forward for the decoration of our crowns and sashes.

"And she always said she's not enough for anyone". Xander teased in a whisper as his crown was placed on his head.

A small chuckle left me when I looked at myself to see a golden tiara placed on my head and a purple sash of honor across my shoulders- with my name embedded on it.

I've never imagined everything to turn out this way. Not even in my wildest dreams. Okay, maybe just once- but not this way.

"How do you feel about this and what would we all gain from this...". The announcer asked and brought the mic to my lips with a teasing pause. "Mrs hunters...?".

Mrs?!

I cleared my throat a bit to distract myself from my thoughts before focusing on the environment.